The Hanging Tree
The suit I'm wearing
Is not so fitting
The sleeves don't cover enough of my arms
My decision making
Has re-nailed Him
But the shoes feel tight and the stairs are wrong
Sometimes the honest
Misunderstanding
Is that this chapter's burnt the leaves
But I'll still be here
Contemplating
Spread beneath the Hanging Tree
As the viper's fang
The naked neck seeks
So rages this inner storm
As the viper's fang
The naked neck seeks
So rages this inner storm
